The Vanilla Bean

I have my car back! =)

I Can Haz Car Nao?

Ugh. Still no car. Close to three months now.

Yesterday, I called the garage at one o'clock and they told me that all they had to do was an alignment and that I should be able to pick it up that afternoon. Well, I gave them four hours to do a half hour job and still no car. So today, I am going to call them and tell them to have it ready at noon because that's when I'm coming down. I'm sick of this. I want my vanilla bean back. Heaven help them if it's not in perfect condition. I'll just roll them into my lawsuit.

Boo.

I Am a Monster

I'm trying to find out when Bring Your Kids to Work day is so I can take it off. It's not that I don't like kids, I do. I like my friends' kids just fine. I just hate having kids at work. It's distracting and annoying and I can never get anything done. It's the straw on the camel's back. It's not fair that I have to listen to your whining and then your kids too. Sigh. I suck.

Eek!

I signed up for the Baltimore Marathon (relay style) today!

Nine weeks until the Survivor Seven race!

Three weeks until the Hopewell Cancer Support 5K!

It's race season, folks. =)

Home Free

I'm back from Europe. It was awesome. Entries and pics will follow when the jet lag ceases and I can fully function. Plus, I need to download the pictures. That'd help I'm sure.

On a completely random tangent, I've joined a fanfiction challenge on LJ. I posted my first story and got a lot of reviews. I'm stoked. I haven't written in a while. Feels good. =)

I'm in Bad Hands

This car stuff is really upsetting me. The Allstate people are shit heads and the collision center keeps pressuring me to come in and sign papers so they can start work.

What I really want is for them to total the car. They won't do that unless the damage is 80% of the car's value. The damage is only about 60% of the car's value now. They said that they took the length of the rental into account but they couldn't tell me how long it would take to fix. Because they're fuckers. I hate you Allstate.

I need to call a lawyer about my rights but everyone seems to think I don't really have any. This makes me very unhappy. I don't handle stress very well and this coupled with international travel, getting everything settled at work, and dating make me want to curl up and cry somewhere. And OMG, the hormones. Being a woman sucks sometimes.

Santa's...very sad. =(

ZOMG

Seriously. OMG. Wow. Insert girlish squealing here.

So I wrote a few days ago (two weeks??) about going on a date with the guy from the Superbowl. It's been going swimmingly. We've gone on four dates in two weeks and tonight we're going to the Rusty Scupper in the Inner Harbor. He made reservations. That is a hard place to get into and on Valentine's Day...? I think he's serious. I am excited. I like him a lot.

I don't have anything to wear. =)